Liu Lan and the little widow were finally transferred from their posts by the angry Li Huaide, and both of them went to clean toilets.

And Li Huaide was reported by the people below because of the two chickens incident, and he almost lost his official position.

If he hadn't had a strong relationship and didn't catch the current situation, he would have been in trouble.

If you say you two have nothing to do, why are you arguing? He will be screwed.

The little widow regrets it the most. You said she owed something at that time, and she was like a chicken now.

Everyone in the steel rolling mill knows that she is a kind of chicken.

"Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu, don't sweep the floor yet."

The little widow was sweeping the floor outside the toilet with a broom. When she heard a sound, she looked up and saw Liu Sixi, the driver of the big truck.

This man is in his forties, has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, is not a serious person, and loves to tell dirty jokes.

Many female comrades in the factory were very wary of him, and they had even been caught and fucked by old ladies before.

"What?"

Liu Sixi smiled, rubbed her hands, looked around, leaned close and whispered: "I'm looking for the chicken!"

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then angrily waved the broom and beat him, angrily yelling: "Go and find you."

"Hey, hey, why did you hit someone?" Liu Sixi covered her head and ran away.

"Get out of here..."

Seeing that Qin Huairu didn't chase him, Liu Sixi stopped, ran back, licked his face and said, "I'll give you the money, don't worry, the price will guarantee your satisfaction."

Qin Huairu yelled and cursed hysterically: "Get out, I don't care about your dirty money, get out of here..."

"Qin Huairu, what do you mean by your arrogance, you rag? Who in our steel rolling mill doesn't know about your affairs with Li Huaide and Mao Xiaoming? What's wrong with having sex with me once?"

"Go home and follow you, get out!" Qin Huairu waved the broom angrily.

Liu Sixi turned around and ran away. When she was far away, she turned back angrily and said, "You are not a good woman. Why are you pretending? Besides, I will give you money."

Qin Huairu ran over with a broom to beat him, but when she finally saw him running away, she squatted on the ground and cried loudly.

He Yuzhu, who was squatting in the toilet, touched his nose and thought there would be some kind of wild fight, but it ended up like this.

At the same time, I sighed that I deserved it!

The little widow is now forced to a dead end, and when she reaches a dead end, he is definitely willing to do it.

Li Huaide didn't dare to get close to Qin Huairu. After what happened, even if he dared to get close to Qin Huairu, even his words were suspected.

It is said that Li Huaide's family was also troubled. His wife later accused him of having a relationship with two chickens at the steel rolling mill. She was beaten up when he got home, and now his face is stained every day.

It's a pity that Yang Erlaizi died in the end, otherwise the Jia family would be more exciting now.

Mrs. Zhang is said to be able to walk. It's a shame that this piece of junk can still be cured.

Listening to Qin Huairu outside, he walked away after finishing crying.

He threw away the cigarette butts in his hand, packed them away, and stamped his feet.

I have been squatting in the pit for so long that my feet are numb!

After I came out, I took a look and saw Qin Huairu sweeping the leaves on the road alone in the distance, while Liu Lan was sweeping the floor at the other end of the road.

These two have been fighting each other every day lately, and they are almost at odds with each other.

Do you want to stay and take a look to see if it will tear up when we meet later?

No, the two of them met every day. They had to get up early, and they still had to wait so long.

It's true that Qin Huairu and Liu Lan looked at each other angrily at first, quarreling and arguing, but in the end Qin Huairu cried and apologized, Liu Lan argued for a while and then ignored Qin Huairu.

It would not help to argue or make trouble at this time. Both of them were famous in the steel rolling mill, big celebrities in the whole factory.

Every day, many old women in the factory come to criticize them, point fingers, and dare not eat in the cafeteria. They leave immediately after buying something, otherwise they will be scolded.

Living in dire straits, if the two of them don't hug each other for warmth, there's no point in arguing.

With his hands behind his back, He Yuzhu walked briskly toward the office building. Passing by the third workshop, he saw that it was noisy and noisy inside.

"Something happened, something happened, someone was hit by the flying axle."

He Yuzhu looked at it curiously.

There was an accident!

I can't see anything clearly either.

The heat from the boiler in the workshop is rising, making the people roasting unbearably hot, while the workers beside various equipment are converging towards the middle.

Most of the workers were shirtless at this time, and some of them were red from the heat. They yelled and put down their work and turned off the machine.

"Yan Jiefang, Jiefang! How are you..."

"Ah! It hurts..."

"Send to the infirmary quickly, quickly..."

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Li, you guys, please carry him over quickly."

A shirtless young man, dark and covered in sweat, ran out with Yan Jiefang on his back, followed by a bunch of people.

He Yuzhu looked at the group of people passing by him with a strange expression.

It was Yan Jiefang who was injured!

It looked like it was quite heavy, and his dirty face turned pale.

"Director He, you are here too, oh, this is really... ugh..."

Just when he was stunned, Lao Zhou ran out of the workshop.

"Old Zhou, what's going on?"

Zhou Jianming clapped his hands anxiously and said angrily: "The rolling mill discharged the material, but Xiao Yan didn't catch it, so he was hit in the leg by the material that popped out..."

It turned out that when the rolling mill was discharging material, Yan Jiefang might have been in a daze, or he might have been too tired to have any strength. The material being ejected was not caught by the iron pliers and hit his leg.

After knowing the cause and effect, He Yuzhu smiled inwardly.

Yan Jiefang must have been tired. His hands were weak and he couldn't hold it, so he hit his leg.

He had known for a long time that Yan Jiefang would not be able to last long in this job. With his small job and hard work, he was able to persist until now without getting into trouble. This was already considered a high achievement.

Yan Jiefang has been working for a few months. He thought that Yan Jiefang had mastered it. After all, he had been working for so long without any accidents.

He Yuzhu asked and found out that it turned out that Yan Jiefang usually cheated and cheated. He often went to the toilet and spent most of the day there. When criticized, he said that he had health problems. It was not easy for Lao Zhou to punish him. After all, Yan Jiefang was the one who sent him there.

Those who come in don’t look at the monk’s face but at the Buddha’s face.

What happened this time was Yan Jiefang's bad luck. Who gave the last three workshops heavy tasks? Everyone was tired and anxious. If he still wanted to be lazy, he would just wait to be surrounded by everyone.

Everyone was working, but he went to the toilet to be lazy. Did he want to get slapped?

He Yuzhu followed Lao Zhou to the infirmary to see how they were all in the same hospital, and he was the one who brought the patient. Now that he was injured, he still had to do some superficial work.

When I arrived at the infirmary, I saw many injured workers here. Some had cuts on the backs of their hands, some had their toes smashed. There were also several workers fighting with each other, with bloody heads waiting to be bandaged.

There are 20,000 people in this steel rolling mill, but there are three infirmaries alone. Serious illnesses cannot be treated, including headaches and brain fever. Trauma can be treated, but others can be transferred to hospitals.

He Yuzhu found Yan Jiefang in a single hospital bed and saw a group of people surrounding him.

The middle-aged doctor took scissors, tweezers, and cotton balls and was cutting open Yan Jiefang's trouser legs.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is cut or not. When the rolling mill discharges the material, it is burning red, and Yan Jiefang has already had a big hole in his pants.

The doctor cut open the trouser legs, wiped Yan Jiefang's dark thighs with a cotton ball, and then pinched them.

"ah……"

Yan Jiefang's eyes bulged out in pain, and he opened his mouth to scream in heart-piercing pain.

Several people held him down. After the doctor checked him, he stood up, shook his head and sighed: "Send him to the hospital. This comrade's leg bones are shattered. I can't operate on him here."

"Ah, it's so serious!" Lao Zhou opened his mouth, looked back at He Yuzhu, and said apologetically: "Director He, I didn't give you a good look at the person you brought..."

"Stop talking, this is his life, alas..." He Yuzhu sighed heavily.
Chapter completed!